My dad always says that I was born with itchy feet. Basically, I'm never happy unless I've got somewhere to go. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm constantly researching places I want to see and things I want to do. It's just what makes me tick.
Apart from an overnight shopping trip to a fancy hotel in Edinburgh (will be taking some cool pics of that), for the first time in a long time I have absolutely no plans. And it's making me a teeny bit uncomfortable! I need to get planning my next trip, sharpish!